67. The reverse scales are untouchable

Compared to the calm of the sea of fog, the Netherworld at this moment seemed to have returned to the ancient war that shook the Nine Heavens of the Magic World, and there was gunpowder smoke everywhere.

As for the war, there is rain unique to Netherworld, and it really can't burn for a while.

The moment Xiaoying disappeared, Qianji, who had always been cold, had the urge to kill for the first time, if it wasn't for Mo Xiao in white to stop him, I'm afraid that the young elder would have been sent to hell by him.

Looking at the extra people behind the young elder, the white-clothed Mo Xiao frowned, as if he didn't expect him to dare to appear.

"The Zero Clan is attacking Netherworld on a large scale, even if the Netherworld City Lord doesn't retaliate after he returns, your patriarch shouldn't sit idly by." Ignoring the Great Elder's powerful expression, the white-clothed Mo smiled and raised his eyebrows, letting go of the hand that suppressed Qianji.

Glancing back at him, Chiki turned and walked towards the council chamber.

The Great Elder sneered and said, "I have already set up an enchantment in the hall, and you can't get out." ”

"Really?" Bai Yi Mo sneered.

Without looking back at Qianji, he could be sure that Qianji didn't listen to a word of the Great Elder's words, but he was also sure that the Great Elder's confident enchantment was completely ineffective against Qianji.

As he expected, when Qian Ji stepped out of the council hall as if nothing had happened, the Great Elder's confident smile froze on his face, and his expression was as distorted as he wanted.

"Don't try to chase him, you can't catch him." Seeing through the Great Elder's intentions at a glance, Bai Yi Mo smiled kindly and reminded.

Everyone here is not an ordinary person, not to mention the enchantment set up by the three masters and the Great Elder here, which may have a starting effect on Mo Xiao in white clothes, but it can't be spared if it is really itchy for Qianji.

In the past, Mo Xiao in white was also proud of his enchantment, and when he thought of finding a thousand machines on a whim, he was still very embarrassed the first time, and the second time he only thought that his enchantment did not exist, so that the effect of the enchantment was completely ineffective.

To this day, Mo Xiao in white clearly remembers Xiaoying's evaluation of Qianji at the beginning, this guy is an absolute time bomb, he is usually used to standing still, once he gets angry, he can explode directly without a fuse, and it is devastating.

"He's gone, why are you still here?" The Great Elder wondered.

After dealing with him so many times, the Great Elder naturally knew how high the white-clothed Mo Xiao's formation finger was, and as early as the moment he set up the enchantment, he didn't think about stopping the white-clothed Mo Xiao.

Smiling lightly, he sat down in a pleasing position at random, and Mo Xiao, who was in white clothes, shook the paper folding fan, without the slightest sense of being trapped.

"The Great Elder has heard of the Dragon's Scale."

"I don't think it's necessary for me to answer you." The Great Elder sat in the Netherworld's exclusive seat, while the young Elder lay on his lap like a pet.

Sensing the unusual aura on the young elder's body, the white-clothed Mo smiled slightly: "Great Elder, I forgot to tell you that your pet is useless to me. ”

"Don't tell me, you're really a native of Phantom City." The Great Elder sneered.

Before Phantom Rin appeared, the survivors in the ruins were all led by the Zero, and the Zero at that time was as glorious as they were.

After the Phantom City was officially established, Phantom Rin was even more polite to the Zero Clan, and he finally looked forward to the inexplicable disappearance of the previous patriarch, even if the current patriarch was pressing, the barbarism in the heart of the Great Elder could not be hidden.

It's just that this time and the Zero clan are not right, for this group of people of unknown origin and extraordinary skills, he has secretly investigated for a long time, and only then according to the results of the investigation, he found a physique that specifically restrained them.

Shaking his head, the white-clothed Mo smiled and said frankly: "I really can't climb the Phantom City." ”

"Then you just wait for my pet to send you back to your hometown." His enemy is not here, but the entire Seven Cities, and the best way to send the people here is to send them away.

Seeing that the Great Elder really regarded the young elder beside his leg as a pet, the white-clothed Mo smiled disgustedly, and then he looked at the young elder with four eyes.

"Gan Qian, I haven't seen you for many years, don't you know me?" The black eyes that knew everything suddenly bloomed with a purple color, and the tone of the white-clothed Mo Xiao was as if he was chanting a spell.

Sensing that something was wrong, the Great Elder looked at his leg vigilantly, and the young elder who should have stayed by his side obediently ran towards Mo Xiao in white with excitement.

"Brother Xiao, you are Brother Xiao!"

Laughing brother? He couldn't laugh anymore.

The white-clothed Mo Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, caught Gan Qian, who was rushing over, and looked at the miscalculated Great Elder with a calm expression.

"Gan Qian is a strange beast, I forgot to tell you that I am also a foreign beast." Alien beasts are eternally loyal to their emotions.

The white-clothed Mo Xiao didn't know what method the Great Elder used to gain Gan Qian's favor, but what the Great Elder didn't know was that there was still bloodline suppression among the alien beasts, and unfortunately, half of the blood flowing in the white-clothed Mo Xiao's body was the royal blood of their species.

In order to prove his identity, he did not put away the purple eyes that shocked Gan Qian just now.

After knowing the identity of Mo Xiao in white clothes, the Great Elder knew that he could no longer control Gan Qian, so he had to pretend to be calm and said: "Send away the Netherworld, Netherworld is still in my bag, as for the one you rely on, the current Zero Clan Patriarch, he still doesn't know where to get away with the other beast." ”

"Smack!"

Suddenly put away the folding fan, the purple eyes of Mo Xiao in white turned into black eyes, and at this moment, he was completely enraged by the Great Elder.

"I just said, the dragon has reverse scales, I have no problem if you send away the Netherworld, even if you destroy the entire Netherworld, I can still not blink my eyes, but before you send Xiaoying away, and then bully Gan Qian, do you think I can still let you continue?"

"Haha, do you want to make a move now?" The Great Elder looked at him with a wild laugh and told him sarcastically, "It's too late. ”

"Really?" The corners of his clothes fluttered lightly, pulled Gan Qian, and the white-clothed Mo left the conference hall without looking back.

In this world, there are people who are very ambitious and like to dream, he has seen a lot, and he has never seen people who are still alive in the reverse scales that can touch him and Qianji.

Using divination to find a thousand machines on the street, under the washing of the shower, the blood stains brought by his rage have long disappeared, and when the white-clothed Mo Xiao came to him, his dark eyes had already turned blood-red in the slaughter.

"Gan Qian, open the Eye of the Bloodline and send us to the person you sent away before."

"Okay." The white-clothed Mo smiled and ordered, Gan Qian didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly opened the eye of the bloodline.

Pulling up the thousand machines that had lost their minds, he glanced at the Netherworld City that was constantly washed by the showers, and the three of them disappeared into the showers together.

What they didn't know was that at the moment when they disappeared, it was also a group of people wearing the unique costumes of the Zero Clan, and the one who took the lead was none other than the patriarch of the Zero Clan, Tang Lu, who Mo Xiao in white did not want to mention.

"Patriarch!" After the group divination technique covered the entire Netherworld, the current situation in the city was immediately passed into Tang Lu's mind by the children of the Zero Clan who took the lead.

Clenching his fists, Tang Lu looked at the council hall with a cold face, the Great Elder was still sitting in the exclusive seat of the Netherworld, daydreaming of his unification of the Seven Cities.

"Pass the order and seal all the children of the Zero Clan brought by the Great Elder and bring them back to the Zero Clan."

"Yes."

The neat team dispersed one after another, Tang Lu stood where the white-clothed Mo Xiao disappeared, stretched out his hands and didn't know what kind of technique he released, and then his whole person disappeared out of thin air.

When he opened his eyes again, the white mist made Tang Lu frown, and just as he wanted to move forward, a sense of danger appeared from behind, and he subconsciously turned around, and the tip of a golden gun was pointed at his heart.

"Patriarch Zero, the sea of fog is not the place you should be, leave quickly." This voice is ethereal, others may not be able to hear the mystery, but Tang Lu knows that it is not himself who is talking here, and he is not even a clone.

Clenching his fists, Tang Lu said without humility or arrogance: "I have no intention of offending the Holy Land, but I have a few friends who have strayed into the sea of fog, and I hope that Your Excellency will find them back." ”

"No need." Without waiting for the man with the gun to answer, the sudden sound next to him shocked Tang Lu.

"...... in White"

"Stop, Tang Lu, you continue to go back and be your Zero Clan Patriarch, I don't know you, and you don't know me." After saying it decisively, the white-clothed Mo Xiao pulled Qian Ji and Gan Qian to leave from the other side.

Tang Lu wanted to chase, but was blocked by the one with the gun, there was a special white mist in this sea of fog, Tang Lu couldn't see the man's path of action at all, and he wanted to try it with divination, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't lift his magic at all.

"This is the Sea of Mist, as long as you have been hit in the heart by my spear, your magic power will be temporarily sealed, and you can leave quickly while the gate of the Sea of Mist is not closed."

"But ......"

"Your friends, I'll send them away soon." Knowing what Tang Lu was for, the man said clearly.

Relieved, Tang Lu wanted to say something, but the spear suddenly disappeared, and there was a sound of laughter from two people in the distance, and the sound was familiar to him.

It's just that the Zero clan lives in the seven cities, and none of the seven city lords have a good relationship with the Zero clan, and everyone has a tacit understanding of courtesy, which naturally gives up the trust and understanding that only friends have.

With a light sigh, Tang Lu clenched his fists and left.

In the Seven Cities, no one likes his existence, but he misses this land, once, he thought he had the confidant Mo Xiao in white, but later, because of his amnesia, he was a stranger.

He knew that his memory was sealed by the elders of the clan, and there was no way to lift that seal, and he had tried to remember that memory, but every time he thought about it, he always had a headache, so he wanted to give up, but he didn't expect it, and he left the only friend of Mo Xiao in white clothes.

At that time, whoever patted whom on the shoulder said, "I will treat you as my scales, and whoever touches you will die." ”

Later, the reverse scale was not done, leaving a blank sentence "Do we really want to be enemies of each other?" Thinking about it carefully, maybe he really forgot all the people he shouldn't forget, and did things he shouldn't do.

But these things have been put on the table, and now that they have moved forward, even if he wants to regret it, there is nothing he can do.